For me to travel, I say it all times, is to somehow manage to establish contact with the locals and their daily territory. Walking hours and hours, for miles, without following a trail but following a mental and visual path that leads regularly to get lost in the streets and alleys, to find myself often alone, without others that are not the inhabitants of the place.
Non-tourist places, their houses and shops, their streets and work activities, their restaurants. Places without real interest were it not for their everyday life, which for me is the essence of the journey.
When this is added to the courtesy and kindness of a whole population, the absence of mistrust and prejudice, the emotional journey, becomes truly complete.